Now I’ve Seen Everything – HA!

 Oh dear sweet mercy!  Now I have seen everything my dear friends.  Be careful at night when you are out on the streets.  I’ve heard they are everywhere – evil snorts!

 

Now I’ve Seen Everything – HA!

 Oh dear sweet mercy!  Now I have seen everything my dear friends.  Be careful at night when you are out on the streets.  I’ve heard they are everywhere – evil snorts!

 

Paw Time with Houdini

 Yawns – Hello my new friends of Bacon.  Welcome back to my Paw Time with Houdini.  A lot has happened in a week.  I got my stitches out and my cone of shame has been removed.  Well, part of that is right – barks.  Mom and dad took me to the vet’s office to have my stitches out and guess what.  Go ahead guess.  Jumps around hopping with excitement.  Can you guess?  My stitches were already out!  Did you guess that?  Mom says it was because I was being too active and jumping and hopping and pouncing at everything.  I’m not sure.  I’m just glad the cone of shame is off.   They also checked my mouth because I had four teeth extracted the same date as my procedure.  Everything looked great and I don’t have to go back until the end of this year – YAY!  Jumps around with joy.

 Some people have asked how big I am.  Personally, my inner dog thinks I’m as big as a St. Bernard and I weigh over 100 pounds.  In fact, while we were at the vet’s office they weighed me again.  They said their scales stated 6.2 pounds.  I think they need to have their scales recalculated and I demanded to be reweighed again.  No way I can be 6.2 pounds – I’m too fierce for that.  Don’t believe me?  Listen closely – ggrroowwll – were you scared?

This is a picture that Bacon took of me playing with mom’s hand.  Mom has to be a freak with such a large hand because again I can’t be that small.  See the fierceness in me? Mom calls me her little firecracker.

I’m leaving you today with a funny that I found during my ‘procedure’.  Bacon has been teaching me how to blog and I hope you like my weekly edition.  Have a great weekend my new found friends – barks out!

 

 

 

Paw Time with Houdini

Yawns. Welcome Bacon’s friends to *my* first Paw Time with Houdini. Bacon has so graciously allowed me a weekly spot on his blog to get to know all of you and vice versa. Isn’t he the best!?  So every Friday afternoon, I will get a chance to write a little something from my heart.

This week, I wanted to introduce myself and talk about life here at the Hotel Thompson so far.  I’ve been here four months and I have to say that this is home.  It feels home surrounded by love.  Bacon, Hemi and Mouse Girl have all so graciously welcomed me here into their lives.  Although we have all been adopted, you would never tell with mom and dad.  They treat us just like their own and love us all.

Lots of things and firsts have happened.  Recently, I was abducted by aliens.  Can you believe that?  I’ve watched television shows in Bacon’s bedroom on his television about these aliens.  They abducted me right before Christmas and left weird markings on my belly.  Mommy says that tomorrow I go and get these stringy things out called stitches.  They have itched me like crazy!  So much so that I have had to wear this cone of shame thingy.

But don’t feel to sorry for me.  I make this cone!  Well that’s what daddy tells me and I ❤ my daddy.  These pictures shows it – barks.  And this cone doesn’t slow me down one single bit.  Not at all.  I run around still like there’s no tomorrow.

Life here at the Hotel Thompson is easy, great and fun.  There’s lots of love and cuddles and food and fun and toys.  I get so excited about all of it.

Well – yawns – until next time my new friends.  Take care and have fun!

 

 

Tough Times at the Hotel Thompson

 Hello my dear friends.  I hope you had a wonderful Christmas holiday.  It was wonderful here at the Hotel Thompson.  I think it was one of the best we’ve had in several years that I can remember.  What?  I’m only four – snorts.

We had some things to overcome the week of Christmas – one being mom being ill and then there was Houdini.  Cute poor little guy.  The picture to the left is one that was taken on the way to invasion of aliens procedure… well that’s what daddy calls it anyway – snorts.  He looks so pitiful doesn’t he?  He had no clue.  Now personally I don’t remember the invasion of the alien procedure but I have the scars to show for it.  Mine was done so early in my life – at three weeks.  Unbelievable huh?  Hoo-Hoo waited until six MONTHS for his procedure.  Anyway, I don’t remember mine and mom and dad so that’s a good thing.

Mom and dad dropped off the little guy at 8:00 am on Tuesday, December 23, 2014.  Mom was advised that Houdini would be abducted first.  WOW – if anything these aliens are precise huh?  Mom for some reason was a nervous wreck all morning long.  The vet’s office advised she could call around noon to check the status of the alien invasion.  Rolls piggy eyes.  Mommy doesn’t have that kind of patience so of course she called at 11:30AM.  He was in recovery.  The staff advised he was doing fine and mom could pick him up after 4:00PM.  Of course, again you know my mom’s patience level – rolls piggy eyes, she was there at the office at 3:45PM – snorts.

Mom and dad picked him up, got his medicines (he has a pain pill and an antibiotic) and brought him home.  The first he did?  He tried to lick where his alien invasion happened.  I don’t get it.  I don’t remember licking mine – but then again how could I?  My head doesn’t move like that.  Darn not having shoulders per say.

Mom immediately called the doctors office and they told her to put a shirt on him so she did.  Cute huh?  Perhaps she should have went with the shirt that said, “Problem Child”.  Snorts because he was a problem child.  He kept at it and would move his shirt.

Again mom called the vet’s office.  They advised there was the last possibility – the cone of shame.  Thud – now this should be fun.  So mom and dad dropped off Houdini at Nana’s to be watched while they drove as fast as they could in Albert the Smart car to the local pet store to get a cone of shame.

Okay does this picture not look like a sign of ultimate defeat?  I actually even felt sorry for the little guy for a while.  Here he was all drugged up, recovering from surgery and then with the cone of shame.  The first couple of days, he was out of it and so was mom.  Let me tell you about the love of a mom.  Poor Hoo-Hoo, he wasn’t in pain because he was drugged.  But mommy wanted to make sure he was okay.  So what does she do?  She holds him all night long, rocks him to sleep, sings to him and rubs his little back.  All for his comfort so he knows he’s okay.  Can you say aaww?  But that’s my mom.  She’s done the same thing for all of us anipals here at the Hotel Thompson.

Yesterday was the last day of the little guy’s medicines.  I’m not sure who is more glad of that – Houdini or mom – snorts.  I admit he was really good about taking them up until Saturday.  Then he was back to giving mommy a hard time getting those two pills down twice a day.

And don’t think that cone of shame slowed the little guy down.  Not one bit.  By Thursday, he was into EVERYTHING.  He even got stuck up under mom/dad’s bed.  Wearing his cone, he couldn’t get out and he whined so of course mom went on a hunt and find mission.  There he was stuck up underneath a king size bed.  And there was mom, laying on the floor reaching up underneath it trying to get him.  I have to admit it was a hoot of a good time for all of us anipals.  Of course it was.  We *all* tried to help by climbing up and over and all around mom while she was on the floor.  Snorts – it took her about thirty minutes but she got him out.  I wished I had video taped it.

So that’s where we stand right now at the Hotel Thompson.  Houdini still has his cone of shame on and he is healing up nicely.  He will get his stitches out this coming Saturday – which is a good thing.  Then the cone of shame can come off and he can get a good soak in the tub.

 

 

Today is *THE* Day

Oh my friends.  This is a happening week here at the Hotel Thompson.  

Today Houdini becomes a man – wink wink – if you know what I mean.  As dad explains it, “Aliens will be coming to take him away for a couple of hours – he will return home later tonight tired and sleepy but well ”  He will then have scars like me and Hemi.  Those aliens are nothing but accurate is what pops says.  But dad also says that he will have a couple of stitches like mom so they can recuperate together.

But me, Hemi and Mouse Girl were trying to come up with a song to dedicate to the little man.  Dad helped and said this was appropriate.  I hope you enjoy it – get better little man! (P.S.  I think once Hoo-Hoo realizes what is happening – he will have new meaning for this song too – snorts)